Don't Let Me Go.

Let The Night Begin.

HARRY'S P.O.V

"Mum! Were home!" I shouted as we walked into the door.

"Ok honey!" She shouted back.

I followed her voice back to the kitchen.

"Hey Harry, where's the boys?" Mum asked

"Oh. Right. Erm they had other plans with their families, but they said they'll be over before we all head back to the states."

"Goodie."

I turned around to find Cieara on her phone.

"Babe?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"Do you want to ask Gemma if you can borrow a party dress? You two are about the same size, yea?"

Thud thud thud.

"Say what little brother?"

I turned around to find Gemma coming down the stairs, making her way to the counter.

"Will ya let Cieara borrow a little black dress and possibly some shoes?"

Gemma's face lit up.

"So what I'm hearing is make over?"

"Er kinda. I forgot to mention the party at Ed's when we were packing."

"Haha, yea I have something for her to wear. But... only on one condition."

And what will that be?

"Depends."

"I want to come to Ed's party."

Well that wasn't bad.

"Deal."

I looked over to Cieara.

"Is that fine with you babe?"

She was already looking at me and Gemma.

"Of course it is." She smiled.

"Just curious? Why don't you take her to the store and buy her some?"

"Well Gemma. If you must know. I don't want the fans to mob us during the day. At least not today. I don't want to overwhelm her."

To think she would know that.

"Aw Harry!"

Cieara got up from the chair, and wrapped her arms around my neck, snuggling into me.

"That's so thoughtful of you baby Styles."

I wrapped my arms around her back, pulling her closer into me.

"I do this because I love you."

She looked up at me and smiled.

I pecked her forehead and motioned her towards Gemma.

"Let's go find you a dress and shoes girly."

They headed upstairs, talking amongst themselves.

"Oh and no need to hurry, but the party starts in 6 hours, but Gem can you come here for a sec?"

Gemma came downstairs leaving Cieara on the stairs waiting.

"Do me a favor and make sure she's wearing something that's erm silver."

She nodded, and made her back to Cieara, continuing their talk.

CIEARA'S P.O.V.

Gemma led me to her room, closing the door behind us.